Chapter 196

It's half past midnight.

Outside the window, the snow is gradually flourishing. In the broken light and shadow of the lantern, the plum blossom is dyed with blood, and the snow is bright red.

The fighting gradually subsided, leaving only the howling sound of the north wind.

"End Are you ready? "

The lotus leaves whispered.

The firelight of smoked cage was reflected on the faces of the maids, and the tears were crystal clear. They all looked at each other in an attitude of mutual gaze.

Nanbaoyi still holds the golden hairpin tightly, and Danfeng's eyes are full of anxious expectation.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Nanbao clothes subconsciously hold Jin Chai more tightly, and the whole person is as tense as a bow string.

She lifted her eyes and looked. Wearing a strong suit with narrow sleeves, she ran into the bedroom, knelt down to her on one knee, and arched her hand and said, "all of the 939 mountain bandits will be killed! The old lady, the second master, the third master and so on, were all unhurt. The master said, "Miss, don't worry any more!"

The bedroom was silent for a moment.

After a while, the maids cried with joy.

Shiyan's hand holding the handle of the knife is released quietly, and there are more smiles on her delicate face.

Nan Baoyi's eyes were red, and he ran out of the bedroom with his skirt.

She ran to the garden, only to see the lantern stained with blood, everywhere are bodies and blood stains, a good garden, became the purgatory of the world.

At the end of the flower path, someone stood with a knife.

Ben's black robe was hunting and flying. White snowflakes were falling on his hair tail and shoulders. His sharp blade was full of thick blood.

He was on the way to the front yard and back yard. He killed hundreds of enemies with his own strength, and did not let a thief break into the backyard alive!

With one foot, he kicked away Hong Laojiu, whose life and death were unknown. His posture was cold and thin.

"Second brother!"

Through the night and the snow, the girl cried.

Xiao Yi was slightly stiff.

He turned slowly.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

His cheek was splashed with blood beads, and his narrow sleeve robe was dyed dark with blood. His five fingers holding a Mo Dao were covered with blood.

His pupil bead is bright red, as if reflecting a round of blood moon, is a bloodthirsty expression.

She had never seen such a dignitary.

The impression of the youth, free and easy gentle, laugh when occasionally revealed ruffian, always careless attitude to give her warmth, is very easy to get close to.

But tonight

Xiao Yi looks at Nanbao clothes across the flower path.

Nanfu xiaojiaoniang, standing in the snow, only wearing a thin silk bedclothes, petticoat white and clean.

The green silk is flying in the cold wind, just like the outline of ink brush.

Little face is still delicate and white, but Danfeng's eyes are no longer filled with sweet smile, but strong fear.

Her feet were bare, and her feet were white with cold, even whiter than snow.

Xiao Yi walked towards her without expression.

He came with a knife, and Nanbao stepped back subconsciously.

Until the slender back, hit the plum tree trunk.

Xiao Yi throws away his knife and squats on one knee in front of her.

He picked up her feet and wiped them with a handkerchief. His tone was lazy and gentle: "it's just warm for you. Isn't it a waste of elder brother's affection to come out like this?"

Nanbao Yi pursed her mouth and didn't say anything.

Xiao Yi took out clean Luo socks from his arms and put them on for her.

He could feel clearly that the little girl was shaking.

She's afraid.

Afraid of his knife, afraid of his bloodiness.

No language seems to be able to beautify this bloody massacre into a warm scene, nor can it comfort this delicate and soft girl.

He didn't want to scare her.

So he bowed his head devoutly and gave her a gentle kiss on the instep of her foot.

But the little girl was still shaking.

He raised his head and grinned at the corners of his mouth: "afraid of me?"

Nanbaoyi is short of breath.

The young man in his eyes, whose cheeks were dyed red with blood beads, laughed like a wild dog.

And his Danfeng eyes are full of banter and self mockery, as if had already expected that she would despise his cruelty and cruelty.

But it's not like this

What she dislikes and fears is just the blood, just the bodies.

She whispered, "I will never despise my second brother I hid in my bedroom, listening to the fighting outside the window, and I was very scared. I pray that my second brother can kill those mountain bandits, but I worry about your injury. When I saw you standing at the end of the flower path covered with blood, I was afraid that it was your blood, and that you would die in the next moment

Tears poured out.

She bent down in front of Xiao Yi, holding the embroidered handkerchief, and carefully wiped the blood beads on his face.

The little girl's fingertips are soft, delicate and white, passing through Xiao Yi's skin, bringing a burst of crispy tenderness.

Xiao Yi looked up at her.Her pupil bead is clear and moist like water, tear bead son roll down, is the appearance of heartache extremely.

Is she in love with him?

The original nanjiaojiao, will love him.

This cognition made Xiao Yi have a wonderful feeling at the bottom of his heart. It was like drinking a cup of warm sweet red bean juice in the cold winter, and he began to warm up from the viscera.

He grew up in the loquat courtyard, reading and writing alone, practicing knife technique alone, and spending every year's birthday and festival alone.

No one loved him, and no one told him that they would worry about his injury and that he would die in the next moment.

The original feeling of being cared about is like this

Nanbaoyi finally cleaned his face.

She threw away the blood handkerchief and opened her hand to him: "hold it

Xiao Yi picks eyebrows.

He was not a man of affectation. Since the little girl wanted to hug him, he had no reason not to give it.

The little girl is small and fragrant. She is warm in her arms.

Xiao Yi suddenly felt that just this hug was worth killing so many mountain bandits.

Back in the bedroom, he still put the Nanbao clothes on the embroidered bed, but noticed that the little girl's left hand was holding the lotus and golden hairpin tightly. The hairpin's tail stabbed her palm, and the blood gushed out from between her fingers, which was shocking.

He took the medicine box, sat down on her side, pinched her wrist, "open your hand."

Nanbaoyi's movements are somewhat stiff.

She held the golden hairpin in her palm for too long.

Because of the tension, the five fingers have become stiff.

It's not easy to open her fingers. The golden hairpin is stained with blood, and the palm is bloody.

She bashfully rubbed the tip of her nose. "I was so nervous when I was waiting that I pricked my palm and didn't even notice it..."

Xiao Yi was familiar with disinfection and bandaging for her.

He said with a smile: "nanjiaojiao loves money most. Even if she wants to run away, she should hold a silver ticket. What is holding a gold hairpin for?"

Nan Baoyi choked.

Is she like a girl who is in danger and leaves her family to run away?!

She said: "because I'm afraid that mountain bandits will break into the backyard, and I'm afraid that ten words can't stop me, so I plan to use the golden hairpin as a weapon. I think well, if anyone dares to bully me, I will blind his eyes with the golden hairpin, or pierce his throat! If they dare to bully my family, I will do my best to let them know how good I am

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